She Clung to Him Like Always… But One Memory Changed Everything

Riding his bike, Ye Qing stopped with a “screech” in front of Lin Yuxuan, who was still crouched on the ground pressing her stomach, looking uncomfortable.

He turned his head and jerked his chin toward the back seat of the bike, signaling ‘Hurry up and get on!’

Then Yuxuan, as if carrying an extremely heavy load, climbed with difficulty onto the back seat of Ye Qing’s bike.

Because she was wearing a skirt, Yuxuan sat sideways on it.

Then she leaned against Ye Qing’s back and wrapped her arms around his neither-thin-nor-sturdy body.

Her lips kept murmuring, “So hungry~ Ye Qing~ go faster~ I’m going to die~”

“Yeah, yeah!”

Ye Qing answered with a wry smile, then, carrying Yuxuan, sped at full speed toward the center of Shengdi City.

Actually, Yuxuan leaning on Ye Qing without any concern like this was something that had been happening for a long time.

Because they had both walked this path relying on each other.

If Ye Qing had been alone, or if Yuxuan had been alone, the two of them might not have made it to today.

The Yin clan’s skill training, which lasted from age 5 to age 10, was not a simple journey that could be easily endured—it was an extraordinary, arduous process.

The Yin clan’s skills were originally powerful combat skills manifested through a combination of martial arts and swordsmanship, which was also the origin of the Yin clan.

Through continuous innovation and exploration, other combinations of martial arts schools had also extended out.

In modern times, to give a simple example, there was the ranger school that combined martial arts with marksmanship, which was also a very effective combat method today.

The reason Ye Qing chose swordsmanship and Lin Yuxuan chose martial arts was not their own decision.

This was the opinion of their master.

In fact, this suggestion was very suitable for the two of them.

Ye Qing had always been good at calmly observing and then taking action since he was young, and his actions were accurate and swift.

This paired very well with the Yin clan’s swordsmanship, especially the technique of “instant.”

Lin Yuxuan, on the other hand, had always been straightforward and fearless since she was young, with strong action ability.

This paired very well with the Yin clan’s martial arts, especially the technique of “dancing flight.”

This training journey was truly very grueling.

At only five years old, the two of them had tons of training volume every day.

First, Ye Qing’s training was constantly swinging a wooden sword longer than his own body.

Moreover, it was a red-purple wooden sword made of rosewood, quite heavy.

Yuxuan’s primary training, on the other hand, was running.

Every 800 meters, there was a 5-minute rest.

The training lasted almost all day.

Such a huge amount of physical exertion was not something ordinary people could endure.

And the two of them were only five years old at the time.

But because they trained in the same place, they could always see each other.

Their rest time was also spent together.

And during this demonic training, there were inevitably times when they felt heart-wrenching pain, disappointment, and exhaustion.

At those times, the two of them would always, without hesitation, rely on each other.

Either crying out in pain, comforting each other, or encouraging each other.

Over a long period, the two developed the habit of relying on and leaning on each other, and became close childhood friends.

Even now, Yuxuan was still like this.

Perhaps this was a woman’s privilege.

As a man, Ye Qing had to rely more on himself.

And during a relatively recent period, Yuxuan had cried and relied on Ye Qing, just like during the training days.

And all of this was because of Haoyang.

Soon after the start of high school, Haoyang was called to a relatively hidden open area at the school.

Then he was surrounded by ten or twenty students.

All of them were boys, from various grade levels, all strong, robust, and fierce.

The cause of all this was Haoyang’s status and his behavior.

First, Haoyang was the young master of a wealthy family—this information was somehow leaked.

Then there was Haoyang’s dismissive attitude toward those people.

These things angered that group, and it developed into that situation.

The first to notice that something was wrong was Yuxuan.

It was during a physical education class.

Ye Qing was playing soccer with his friends.

Haoyang had actually been on the soccer field with Ye Qing at first, but left midway, citing an upset stomach.

At the time, Ye Qing hadn’t noticed anything unusual about this.

But Lin Yuxuan, who was running, noticed, and pulled Ye Qing along to follow.

Then they saw that scene.

Among the crowd, the one who seemed to be the leader of these scum was already punching and kicking Haoyang, who was cornered against the wall.

Yuxuan couldn’t bear it any longer and rushed over.

Seeing a beautiful girl like Lin Yuxuan rushing over, everyone present was stunned, including Haoyang, who was watching her come.

Seeing that Yuxuan had charged in, Ye Qing also followed.

Although he didn’t know any martial arts, dealing with these guys who relied on their physical advantages was still more than enough.

But Ye Qing had only taken down two in front of him when Yuxuan had already sent everyone else flying with kicks, like lightning.

Because she was angry, she used a bit too much force.

The scum collapsed in disarray, all unconscious.

Just as Yuxuan was about to run to Haoyang’s side to help him up, Haoyang stood up first.

Then he exploded.

That was a side of Haoyang’s true anger that the two of them had never seen before.

His eyes looked almost like he was glaring at an enemy, filled with hatred.

His entire body emitted a trembling aura that made people afraid to approach.

At the time, Ye Qing and Yuxuan were both stunned, because they didn’t know why Haoyang was angry, and angry at the two of them.

Thus, in an atmosphere full of tension, they quietly waited for five seconds.

Finally, Haoyang quietly, in extreme anger, with an almost expressionless, bitter, yet calm voice, scolded the two.

“I never needed your help!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the air seemed to freeze.

Both of them forgot to breathe.

Yuxuan didn’t even notice when Haoyang left.

Ye Qing understood the moment after, and let Haoyang pass by him.

This was precisely the reason why, when Chenlian shouted at them, “Enough! I don’t need any of you to do anything for me!” the two of them felt such a strong sense of déjà vu.

By the time Yuxuan came to her senses, she had cried out in pain.

While pounding her fists against Ye Qing’s chest, she kept crying out.

“What do you mean… ‘I never needed your help’ or something, just… Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! Bastard!… Wuwuwu…”

Then she leaned on Ye Qing’s body and cried.

Haoyang’s words had thus heavily wounded Yuxuan’s particularly fragile emotional heart.

Ye Qing could only endure Yuxuan’s continuously pounding fists—though she controlled her strength, they were still heavy—and gently held her, letting Yuxuan vent her emotions.

To be honest, Ye Qing was also quite hurt.

He was supposed to be her best friend, yet at a time like this, she didn’t know how to rely on him.

She really was a bastard.

But Ye Qing couldn’t say anything about it, because he knew, and Yuxuan also knew, the reason Haoyang was so angry.

It wasn’t for Haoyang’s own sake.

This wasn’t just a momentary show of bravado.

It was for Yuxuan’s reputation.

At the same time, it was a reproach toward Ye Qing for not stopping Yuxuan.

The day after the incident, just as Haoyang had predicted, Lin Yuxuan was surrounded by strange looks from the students at school.

Most of them were male.

The looks at Yuxuan carried, more or less, malice.

And this was the result Haoyang had least wanted to see.

He would rather get hurt himself than have Yuxuan be looked at strangely by others like before.

Although Yuxuan was a beautiful girl, with a 100% head-turning rate and charming temperament, compared to her appearance, people cared more about the extraordinary power beneath that beautiful appearance.

That was a mix of fear, jealousy, envy, and hatred.

The source of the hatred was, of course, the malicious rumors spread by those scum.

And there were actually some at school who had witnessed Yuxuan’s strength firsthand.

So the rumors were accepted as truth.

Of course, this was only some people.

At least those who knew Yuxuan didn’t think so.

Here, of course, I mean females.

Although Yuxuan didn’t care about this at all, as a friend, Haoyang, and as her childhood friend, Ye Qing, definitely could not stand to watch.

However, they couldn’t do anything about it either.

The human heart was a terrifying thing—easily polluted, but very difficult to cleanse.

Moreover, there was the reality that Yuxuan did indeed possess powerful martial arts skills.

So they couldn’t do anything about it.

And they had tried in the past, with quite disastrous results.

Yuxuan always relied on Ye Qing and Haoyang when her heart was feeling particularly troubled.

But now one was missing.

So the only male of the same age that Yuxuan could rely on now was Ye Qing.

And Yuxuan was not bound by the rule that “men and women should not have physical contact.”

She didn’t dislike contact with her two best friends, Ye Qing and Haoyang, one might say.

And she also knew very well that these two best friends would not do anything inappropriate.

Even though she had this kind of appearance, she was actually a bit used to relying on them.

At least she didn’t dislike this feeling.

But when it came to Chenlian, it was completely different.

She clearly did not want Ye Qing to have such close contact with Chenlian.

This could probably be understood as excessive protectiveness, right!?